The village of Parpington!With a history going back centuries, Parpington sat astride the river Parp. Nobody knew for sure how it got its name, but suburban legend stated that the great explorer, Oswald the Flatulent, originally discovered the river.
Trelly skipped up the village's main road. She knew that if there was one person in Parpington who would know the truth, it wouldn't be the librarian, Barbie Rossa. Instead, she would ask the official village gossip, Waggletongue Katy.
(Trelly skipped up the village's main road. She knew that if there was one person in Parpington who would know the truth, it wouldn't be the librarian, Barbie Rossa. Instead, she would ask the official village gossip, Waggletongue Katy.
Tribs 🦇 ↓ dn ʎɐʍ sᴉɥʇ ↓🦇,
Fri 25 Sep 2009, 15:33,
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Waggletongue Katy was in her official location,leaning on a garden fence specially erected for her use in the village square.
Katy took one look at Trelly, then glanced at the glow-pokey-sword. "Aren't you a little short to be an Evilpoker Knight?" she said.
"Am not!" said Trelly indignantly. "The witch said it's my destiny to become awesome or something like that!"
"Aye right. Go home, Trelly, and tell your mum that Mr. Daffodil the butcher is secretly a horse fetishist."
So Trelly, somewhat disappointed, wandered back home. On the way, she found a rather shiny pebble so it wasn't a complete loss after all. So, after washing her hands, repeating Katy's gossip and carefully putting the glow-pokey-sword away in her Toybox of Special Cool Things, Trelly ate her lunch.
And they all lived happily ever after.
The End.
(Katy took one look at Trelly, then glanced at the glow-pokey-sword. "Aren't you a little short to be an Evilpoker Knight?" she said.
"Am not!" said Trelly indignantly. "The witch said it's my destiny to become awesome or something like that!"
"Aye right. Go home, Trelly, and tell your mum that Mr. Daffodil the butcher is secretly a horse fetishist."
So Trelly, somewhat disappointed, wandered back home. On the way, she found a rather shiny pebble so it wasn't a complete loss after all. So, after washing her hands, repeating Katy's gossip and carefully putting the glow-pokey-sword away in her Toybox of Special Cool Things, Trelly ate her lunch.
And they all lived happily ever after.
The End.
Tribs 🦇 ↓ dn ʎɐʍ sᴉɥʇ ↓🦇,
Fri 25 Sep 2009, 15:40,
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Dear TribsI am currently in the middle of a shit few days, and YOU have cheered me right up. If I ever have any money ever again, I will buy you a pint. Y'know, if you're ever at a bash. Or something.
Anyway, thanks :D
Yours Gratefully,
Trellis (Mrs)
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Fri 25 Sep 2009, 15:45,
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Anyway, thanks :D
Yours Gratefully,
Trellis (Mrs)
hahah this is total win*nominates for thread of the year*
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Mighty Nibus who dares gins | @nibus,
Fri 25 Sep 2009, 16:03,
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